"Yu people say that Haoran, full of gloom. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Huanglu when Qingyi, Han and Tuming...... "When Yu Yichen wrote the last few sentences, his talent could no longer be supported, but fortunately, the small gathering spirit array gathered some talent for him, and he barely wrote the sixth sentence!

Dao Seed is also jumping fast, and is using alternative methods to replenish his strength. The spirit stones he stored were being consumed at the fastest speed, and this kind of power supply beyond heaven and earth was not even too late, it was really terrifying......

Boom! Boom, the big golden character suddenly made an extremely magnificent sound, resounding throughout the heavens and the earth.

"What kind of war poem is this, and why can it resonate with my soul!"

"This, this is not just a war poem that spreads the realm of the world!"

"Isn't it, it's a shocking saint!" the Terran race has a shocking poem...... At this time, countless scribes of the Terran clan exclaimed.

"Righteousness, righteousness...... We seem to hear a voice, a voice calling for righteousness...... "Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads and feel a mighty power."

A mouthful of blood suddenly overflowed from Yu Yichen's mouth, which was exhausting and exhausted. With his strength, it is too reluctant to write a righteous song that can only be barely written by a half-saint.

If it weren't for his extraordinary talent, strong divine soul, and the purification of his Xuanwu physique, he would have been unable to support it at this time.

"Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha. All sentient beings are exhausted, and they are just Bodhi. If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Inside the Holy Demon Tower, the tower keeper suddenly sighed lightly, his eyes were blurred but he didn't make any movements.

"Interesting, interesting!" At this time, on the fourth floor of the Holy Demon Tower, Xuan Qing stroked his palms and smiled, his expression unpredictable.

"Let me make an exception to help you once!" Yu Yichen's soul suddenly appeared in an extremely gentle voice.

The talent in his body was instantly restored, and he finished writing the last two sentences with a lift of energy! But he didn't expect that the last two sentences of the first eight sentences of the righteous qi song actually extracted all the talents, and ten golden characters flew into the air, and Yu Yichen's body couldn't support it, and he fell instantly!

"Bang!" A deep pit was suddenly smashed out of the ground, and Yu Yichen looked up at the sky, and a hint of relief appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect Mr. Xuanqing to help me!" In his heart, he couldn't help but have a little more respect for this peerless powerhouse! To transmit power from the Holy Demon Tower, he knew that it was extremely difficult.

He may have to pay a big, big price, but for the sake of righteousness in the world, this courage is extraordinary.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds. The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star.

Yu people say Haoran, full of gloom. The royal road is clear, containing and Tuming Court. The eight righteous songs of the beginning of the sect finally appeared in the different time and space of the Shenlong Continent, and then all the golden characters instantly turned into a rainbow light and flew towards the battlefield of all saints.

Heaven and earth quickly passed a dignified righteousness, which endowed mountains, rivers, mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars. In the human world, this is the spirit of Haoran, which fills the heavens, the earth and the universe.

When the national fortunes are peaceful, it presents a peaceful atmosphere. In times of difficult fortune, countless people will appear, one after another, and their glorious images will hang down one by one.

Unyielding in the face of death, brave and loyal, the loyalty after death makes the ghosts and gods weep.

This kind of majestic aura exists in the universe, and justice is inviolable and eternal. When this kind of righteousness rushes straight to the sky and penetrates the sun and the moon, the earth can stand up by it, and the heavenly pillar can be supported by it. It is only by relying on it that the Three Principles can sustain life, and morality can be fundamentally based on it.

As long as a Dan heart in our chest will always exist, fame and wealth will be like clouds on the horizon for me. In the sky and the earth, bathing in the breeze to read, the glory of the ancients shines away, and the Shenlong Continent is in need of our heroic energy......

The Heavenly Chosen Wen Palace finally collapsed completely, turned into light smoke and dispersed, unable to be captured, and Yu Yichen couldn't help but secretly regret it! This is what his father left him, and his memory is broken, it's a pity.

"Chaowen said, you can die at night!" At this time, many Terran Wenru who were close to the longevity of the human race looked up at the sky, and the righteous song roared in their souls, and a sense of pride arose.

These scholars are all peak powerhouses, but because there is not much left of Shouyuan, they have to use secret methods to preserve their lifespan!

At this time, when they were facing the danger of the human race, they realized the song of righteousness, and suddenly opened up the opportunity for sanctification.

"It's a pity that my longevity is no longer enough to support me to stabilize the semi-saint realm!" "The Xie family of Chu State, a peak powerhouse of Confucianism jumped into the air, and the talent on his body was frantically transformed into holy power in an instant, and he worked hard in the void!

"Heaven and earth have righteousness ......" eight righteous songs were written, and the Xie family's Confucian powerhouse smashed Chinese pen in his hand, and after laughing a few times, the whole person turned into a rainbow light in the air and disappeared.

The power of the righteous qi song he wrote was still above Yu Yichen, because he used pure holy power, and for this he paid his last life.

Life and death are not important, what matters is the value of life.

Merchants of the Qin State, the Sun family of Weizhou, and the Fang family of the Yan State...... At this time, a peak powerhouse of Confucianism who had a sense of righteousness song appeared one after another, one after another, writing the immortal righteousness of the human race with his last life.

Haoran righteousness is not extinguished, men's blood is not extinguished, there is a righteous way in heaven and earth, and it can exist forever.

"Ancestor!"

"Patriarch!"

"Elder Taishang!" At this time, the sound of crying resounded among these wealthy families, and the parting of life and death was just a moment, without any slightest sign, but the faces of the younger generations of the family were all proud and resolute.

The bodies of the elders quickly turned into dust in the air, but a righteous qi rose to the sky, and the bodies of the younger generations were still jumping with righteousness, and everyone had a thought in their hearts, no matter what, they should pay their lives to make righteousness perpetuate.

This is the selfless hope of the human race, the long river of human life.

"It's over! it's over, it seems that this is the biggest catastrophe of the human race......" Kong Wanze felt that his holy power was about to be exhausted, cracks had already appeared on the three stars, and the long history of the human race was less than a hundred meters away.

A look of despair appeared on his face, the Terrans were in danger, and he had done his best.

"Although he hasn't completed the Kong family's final mission, he can be regarded as having a clear conscience......" He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the final blow of the Red Flame Demon Emperor. At this moment, the sound of righteous singing in the sky sounded.

One after another golden handwriting rose to the sky, like the musical melody of a righteous song, beating infinitely and triumphantly.